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Holding the mast lantern
Pushing aside
a layer of mist
Gazing at the twinkling Stars
In heaven
They fly with flashing wings
Their kiss
The full bud breasts feed the baby< /p>
They are dancing among the flowers
Singing
They are painting
Painting the light green grass and apple trees Trees
They are rowing boats
Under the osmanthus flowers
They are carrying a hymn on their backs
Blurring the poet's eyes
Is this a dream?
It’s almost dawn
Turn out the lights
Staring at the last blinking star
Go back, go back
It’s already 2015
Wake up, don’t dare to wake up
Who is a poet——
Two
Who allowed the poet to experience
The paradise of that year
At that time they were embroidering a piece of red cloth every day
The will of God
p>Barefoot on the ridge embankment
Sowing golden beans
They are looking for hunger in the cold fields
The soul!
They are stepping on the flowers and plants in the red river mud
With the tears of the flowers
they dye a whip of heaven red
They were stirring up the boiling blood in the stove
It turned into red wine
It was the red wine at God’s banquet
Raising their fists high
Lower your head
Shouting quotes
There is a giant eagle in heaven - hovering
Three
In the mist< /p>
The poet and they were logging
Carrying stones in the rain
Building bridges and roads
They carried a mountain
p>The shouts of yo ho, yo ho
Their sweat and tears
The blood flowing in the atrium
Tick tock, tick tock
The tears that dripped into 1976
The tears that made the poet’s eyes clear in his dream
formed a river
The poet could not wake up
In a dream
Shouting
Light up, light up, light up!
No, it’s daybreak
I heard the cry of the baby
There was a faint sound of hymns...
It’s already two The spring of 015